• Her mom and dad are fighting,
    They need money for the bills.
    Her sister crying.
    Her little brother sad, he has no presents like his sisters.
    The house is cold, colder than ice.
    The girl draws an icy breath,
    And closes her eyes as her dreams begin.
    She brushes the frost off the window,
    She peers in.
    The room is warm and cheery,
    The tree is up, presents being unwrapped.
    Her sister twirls in front of her,
    The dress her sister always wanted.
    Her brother smilling laughing happy to be there.
    Her parents giggling at their surprise,
    And smiling at their joy.
    But, were did this come from?
    Her parents look at her and invite her in to the perfect Christmas.
    She enters to the light,
    The wramth,
    The joy,
    The happiness,
    Her family.
    She wakes up, realizing her parents aren't arguing anymore.
    She goes outside and begans to cut down a small pine tree.
    Her brother and sister look at her likes she's crazy.
    Her parents ask what's she doing.
    She was making her own perfect Christmas.